After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around

He smiled lightly, "It's alright, it's just that Brother Shen is back in Beijing. This king has prepared a small gift. Due to the investment I just talked about, I forgot to give it to Brother Shen when I left. I'd like to ask Mrs. Shen to bring it back for me."

Saying that, he took out a brocade box from his arms, which looked like that.

Su Anan took it with both hands and thanked him, but didn't open it immediately.

Song Xingyuan said, "There is a soothing incense from the Western Regions tribute, which is helpful for sleep. I heard that Brother Shen has always been weak, and it is not good to sleep. This king took this box of incense that he treasured."

Su An'an: "Thank you, Your Highness."

Song Xingyuan kindly instructed how to use it, saying that it should be placed in the incense burner and take one tablet at a time. It doesn't take long, it can be burned in half an hour, and then you can sleep all night.

Pro test, effective.

Song Xingyuan told him to leave, his lips curled into a slight smile, and he looked at the cynical Highness again.

Su Anan looked at his back and couldn't help thinking.

Song Xingyuan?

It is rumored that he is ignorant and ignorant, so he knows the idle king who walks the streets and goes shopping in brothels.

It can be seen from his title that he is very free.

But……

Is that so?

She withdrew her gaze and went to Zehui Garden.

Shen Juncheng seemed to like rocking chairs, so he set up another rocking chair and lay in the garden with a relaxed posture.

Su Anan stepped forward and called, "Husband, drink the medicine."

Shen Juncheng just sat up.

Su Anan stirred it a few times, and felt that the medicine was almost cold before handing it over.

As soon as he took a sip, Shen Juncheng stopped.

Mao Ming didn't do it on purpose, the medicine was so painful.

But he couldn't show it, so he had no choice but to dry up.

After drinking, Su Anan handed a glass of warm water, and then handed a plate of candied fruit, and said, "Good medicine is bitter, obscure and difficult to swallow, husband, let's eat candied fruit."

Seeing that she had brought it over, Shen Juncheng said "reluctantly": "Then take one."

Su Anan picked up a plate and brought it to him, Shen Juncheng twisted one at will, and the sweet taste finally suppressed the bitter taste.

He still wanted to have another one, thinking that he had said before that he would not eat sweets, and he endured it again.

Su Anan handed the medicine bowl to Cuiyan, then took out the brocade box from his arms, and repeated Song Xingyuan's words.

Shen Juncheng was surprised that this fellow had prepared a gift.

A boxy little box, it looks very delicate, but it looks like that.

After opening it and smelling it, a faint scent of agarwood came, and there was nothing wrong with it.

He didn't hate it or like it, so he gave it to Su An'an and put it away.

When Imperial Physician Du left the Hou Mansion, he happened to bump into Song Xingyuan who was going out and hurriedly bowed.

Song Xingyuan signaled to refrain from the ceremony, and said, "Doctor Du, this king is also a little uncomfortable. I wonder if I can trouble the imperial doctor to move around and help me take a look?"

Du Maoming said: "Of course you can, Your Highness is too polite."

Song Xingyuan waved his hand, and his carriage came over. Du Maoming glanced at it and got on the carriage resignedly.

Because Imperial Physician Du said that Shen Juncheng's meals were best left alone, Mrs. Lu hurriedly "kindly" asked Shen Juncheng to send it to the kitchen alone.

Finally, they don't have to eat with the sick seedlings. They are at ease, and so is Shen Juncheng.

During lunch, Su Anan thoughtfully helped him prepare the dishes. There were only two people, and she was also at ease, even ecstatic.

Accidentally, I took a chili pepper and gave it to Shen Juncheng...

And before using public chopsticks, I used my own chopsticks.

Shen Juncheng looked down at Chili and then at her.

Su An'an held the bowl, poked at the rice, his eyes were slightly blank, and he was obviously lost in thoughts.

He frowned slightly, and he had noticed from the morning that she was a little absent-minded.

Even more so when eating.

He looked back, and for some reason, he suddenly thought of Song Xingyuan.

In the morning chat with Song Xingyuan, don't think he didn't know, she looked at the fellow.

It's been a while.

Moreover, she is abnormally serious, and it seems that after leaving there...

Not to mention, Song Xingyuan looks very romantic and dashing.

Suddenly he had an absurd idea.

His eyes fell on her again, and suddenly he was no longer hungry, "I'm full."

"Ah?" Su Anan returned to his senses, and seeing that he hadn't finished a bowl of rice, he said, "Have you not eaten my husband? I haven't finished this bowl of rice yet."

Shen Juncheng put down his chopsticks, "Well, I won't eat it."

Su An'an felt that his tone was low for some reason, and seemed unhappy. Just wondering what happened to him, he saw a red dried chili pepper in his bowl, and a half-bitten piece of ginger...

Looking at it like this, wouldn't he think he was deliberately playing tricks on him? Did you add ginger and pepper to him on purpose?

Don't tell me, after finally easing the relationship, she hurriedly picked the peppers aside and explained: "My concubine just got distracted and got the wrong dish, it wasn't intentional, please don't get angry."

After finishing speaking, she remedied Shen Juncheng with sweet and sour pork loin, shredded pork in Beijing sauce, and vegetarian stir-fried cabbage, and piled his small bowl high.

Seeing her diligence, Shen Juncheng felt a little more relaxed, picked up the chopsticks, and ate slowly.

"Why are you distracted?"

"Ah," Su Anan didn't expect that he would ask himself like this. He rolled his eyes and suddenly saw the handkerchief in his hand, and said in a clever way, "Because of my husband."

"I?"

"Well, when my concubine helped my husband pick clothes in the morning, I found that my husband's handkerchief was running out. I thought about embroidering two more for my husband, but I didn't know what color and pattern my husband liked, so I thought about it. If you think about it, go away."

"Oh, really."

Su Anan didn't change his face, "Yes."

Oh, bullying the blind, you can see at a glance that she is nonsense.

He didn't pierce her, and continued to ask lightly, "Have you figured it out?"

Su An'an: "...Not yet."

"I don't like flashy patterns."

"...Oh, alright." She replied, silently cooking.

I thought he would say something, so she didn't need to worry about it, but I didn't expect to tell her that he didn't like gorgeous, did she prepare it?

She raised her eyes and gave him a peek at him, which was strange.

Shen Juncheng has become easier to get along with...

She was his wife, and it was his job to help him embroider a veil. Su Anan silently wrote it down in his heart, and then took time to embroider two more.

A meal, eating is still harmonious.

After lunch, Shen Juncheng said to go to Run Dexuan to sit for a while, so that she didn't have to follow.

Accompanied by the tide.

Su Anan responded obediently and watched him go out of the room.

Run Dexuan, where is that?

Cuiyan explained in a low voice, "I heard that it was Uncle's childhood study, on the far right of Zehui Garden."

Oh, it turned out to be a memory of childhood.

Oh, no, she looked at Cuiyan, "How do you know it was his childhood study?"

Cui Yan said quietly: "The slave girl asked about it."

This is not difficult. In the morning, Cui Yan was familiar with Zehui Garden, and she heard the maid say that the easternmost part of the courtyard is the young master's Run Dexuan.

Liu's temporary cleaning also tried to restore the appearance of the time as much as possible, and some books were stuffed in a similar manner.